“The poems in Lola White’s book, The Seed at Center, form a complex montage that spans many landscapes, much heartbreak, tributes, scorns and joys. From the darkest night of girlhood and... More > woman-hood to the deepest heart of place, these poems shape a wondrous journey. The reader will be struck by intense narratives, sharp diction and the fullness of shadow and light, both mythic and real. White’s words are painterly, brushed with dark hues, but luminous. These poems ring beautiful and true.”
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Bill Brown, author, The News Inside< Less

The author is a lifelong endurance sports enthusiast, triathlon coach, husband, father, and leukemia survivor. What lies ahead are a few of his thoughts on life, on health, on sport and on some of... More > the amazing people who have reached and touched him along the way.
The title “In Search of Center” stems from an email from a friend begging the question “How can I find my center if I don’t visit my edges?” Those words have stuck with Brown and they remind him that perhaps writing also gives him an opportunity to both visit the edges, and find his own center. Foreword written by Ethan Zohn.< Less

The author is a lifelong endurance sports enthusiast, triathlon coach, husband, father, and leukemia survivor. What lies ahead are a few of his thoughts on life, on health, on sport and on some of... More > the amazing people who have reached and touched him along the way.
The title “In Search of Center” stems from an email from a friend begging the question “How can I find my center if I don’t visit my edges?” Those words have stuck with Brown and they remind him that perhaps writing also gives him an opportunity to both visit the edges, and find his own center. Foreword written by Ethan Zohn.< Less

I write rhymes... Some about my own life experiences. Some just about life in general. I always said I was gonna put some of them out as a short book. When I was growing up I went to nine different... More > schools...And everyday I broke at least nine different rules. Eleven years old my eyes were bloodshot. Juvenile delinquent comin' from the bud spot. Talk about my life sometimes when I do poems. Residential Treatment Centers and Group Homes. That's where I was raised for the most part, but now I compose art like Beethoven and Mozart...< Less

I write rhymes... Some about my own life experiences. Some just about life in general. I always said I was gonna put some of them out as a short book. When I was growing up I went to nine different... More > schools...And everyday I broke at least nine different rules. Eleven years old my eyes were bloodshot. Juvenile delinquent comin' from the bud spot. Talk about my life sometimes when I do poems. Residential Treatment Centers and Group Homes. That's where I was raised for the most part, but now I compose art like Beethoven and Mozart...< Less

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